Sunday, April 29, 2012

News From Afar

Today Jeff and Mom found a note tied to a regular helium balloon that had made its descent into our field.  The note was written on an index card, protected by a sleeve of clear packaging tape, and tied with a baby blue ribbon. With many scribbles and misspelled words, we can only imagine how old the writer was.


Thursday, April 26, 2012

Turkey Vulture!

How many of my readers have actually seen a turkey vulture up close? And this guy doesn't count, if any of you remember him:

This video cracks me up though.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Country Humor

Some comic relief for the beginning of your week.


Worst Nightmare

Everyone has a worst nightmare. No one ever wants to live through their nightmare, but it happens every day. Today, it was our neighbors and good friends who were forced to experience the devastation of losing their home to a fire.


Sunday, April 22, 2012

Little Piggy

I want a pig. I told my stepdad, Jeff, I wanted a pet pig and he laughed and said pigs were good for meat. Ok, I understand that, but I can't have just one pet pig?



Saturday, April 21, 2012

Abnormal

Mom and I are sitting at the doctors in matching jeans, hoodies, and cowboy boots. But the weird looks from other patients aren't from our farm attire.

My mom can't see very well right now and has taken to carrying around a magnifying glass. Yes, like the kind Sid uses to burn Woody with in Toy Story.

So in true Diane fashion, she digs and digs through her purse (which weighs as much as a baby calf) until she pulls out this magnifying glass.

Also, take note of her weirdo hoodie strings. She wouldn't let me untie them like normal.



Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Take A Back Road

Tonight, I found myself once again fed up and bored with the same exact drive home from school. Angry with the idiot in front of me for going so slow, and angry with the jerk behind me for shining his lights in my window (c'mon man, it's not MY fault we're going the speed limit), I took an impromptu turn and decided to drive home the long way.


How Do I Use The Twitter?

My mother likes to ask for help when using "The Facebook."

Suburban Hoofbeats has made contact with the social networking world. I made it a Twitter page, well because my professor said so. I don't have a Twitter account myself, so I'm new to this. Please follow my tweets!

@suburbanhooves

Ps: Excuse my lack of a profile picture right now. I clicked circles around Twitter until I finally googled how to change it, and it said there is currently a bug being worked out. Cool man.

Procrastination Via Blogs

When I first started this blog for a class at school, I figured I'd do my assignments and not really get into the blog world. Slowly, ever so slowly, I've been expanding my horizons in the wide world of blogs. Today, I found my new favorite blog, a blog all about dachshunds!


Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Lawn Mowing Mission

My mother doesn't let anything hold her back from mowing the lawn. Not a broken tractor, not silly toys laying around, and certainly no stinking tree is going to stop her.


Monday, April 16, 2012

Moo Love

Yesterday we drove past the moo cows on the way back to the farm. They were all just chillin' in their field and two of the girls were sharing a friend moment.



Sunday Naps

Sunday naps are quite possibly the best remedy for a long week. Just ask my pony and my dog.


Fun fact: Horses CAN sleep standing up, by locking their knees. It's part of their flight response to danger.





Their lives are so hard.


Saturday, April 14, 2012

Tadpole Time

It's almost warm enough for tadpoles! I LOVE tadpoles, and I don't know why.

Friday, April 13, 2012

Four-legged Genius

Border Collies are geniuses. I swear they're a breed designed from Einstein himself. Our dog, Misty, is part Border Collie and she's too smart for her own good. She's also a princess.




Thursday, April 12, 2012

Drama Queens

In this town, everyone's a drama queen. That was pretty much a social clique in my high school. Not even my farmer family can escape it, although, they're not who you'd expect.

Drink Milk, Mailman

Jeff custom made our mailbox a long time ago, so that it's a super mailbox that can't be beaten in with a baseball bat. Apparently we have a new mailman because he doesn't seem to appreciate the mailbox.


Cow Tippin'

I'm not ashamed to admit--I've gone cow tipping.




Sunday, April 8, 2012

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Rest In Peace Skip

One of the horses in the barn came in with a lame (sore) foot a few days ago. Upon equine vet inspection and x-rays, we found out he has a fractured cannon bone, which is found in the leg.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

There's No Place Like Home

As you all know, I spent ten days in the truck and sleeping in hotels. Then another seven staying at my vet's house, dog sitting. While I love vacations, and her dogs are too funny, it's nice to be back in my own bed tonight.

Monday, April 2, 2012

Rabies

I didn't realize the threat of rabies was country-kid common knowledge until today. While we were on vacation, one of the girls at the barn caught a rabid raccoon in our old cat cage and kept it in the stable, thinking someone could help it.